Summary: Now that Max knows David's a werewolf, he finds more ways to mess with David.
Max was bored. He had been messing with David lately by focusing on his wolf instincts but had run out of ideas. And by wolf, he meant dog. Max had thrown several sticks and balls to see if he could get David to play fetch. The first couple times, David had fallen for it. He had taken off after a ball and came back holding it in his hands. He had blushed in embarrassment but brushed it off as trying to retrieve it for Max. The same had happened with the stick, except that time he claimed it was because it was a good size stick for a campfire starting demonstration. While learning how to start a fire using a stick and some leaves was cool, Max didn't get the reaction he wanted.
He had also roped Nikki into chasing a bunch of squirrels into camp. Now that was funny. The other campers didn't notice anything weird as they were running from the squirrels but Max had laughed his ass off at David baring his teeth and chasing squirrels around camp. Gwen had angrily chased away any remaining squirrels with a broom and gave him an 'I'm watching you look.' That was when he learned that Gwen and the Quartermaster were aware of his secret as well.
Max huffed and propped his head on his hand. He couldn't think of any other dog pranks without fully revealing David's secret to the other campers.
"Hey, Max! What crazy adventure are we gonna do today?" Nikki plopped down on the seat next to him and dug into her mashed potatoes.
"I'm trying to think of something else I can do to mess with David."
David was going over the plans for the day's activities with the other campers. Apparently, it was Preston's day for camp.
"Maybe you'll think of something while we're doing the play?" Nikki went back to eating.
Max sighed and watched Preston announce his stupid play idea and how he wanted it done. He really wasn't paying attention until Preston let out a shrill whistle.
"Alright, everyone! Once you're done with breakfast, meet me at the stage!"
Max's eyes lit up.
"That's it! Whistling!" Max rubbed his hands together.
"If I can get my hands on a dog whistle, I can annoy the fuck out of David. This'll be awesome!"
Max looked around the Mess Hall. Harrison and Nerris were arguing about some stupid magic thing. He walked up to Harrison and tapped his shoulder.
"Hey, Harrison. I need a dog whistle. Can you make one magically appear or some shit?"
Harrison frowned.
"I can try. Let me see." He dug a hand into his hat.
"Dog Whistle." He pulled out a bag of dog treats and threw it to Max.
"Dog Whistle." A chew toy in the shape of a log was thrown into his hands next.
"Dog Whistle." A laser pointer followed after.
"Dog Whistle." Finally, Harrison pulled out a dog whistle.
"Here you go, Max. Do you want me to take the rest back?"
Max shook his head.
"Naw. I can probably use this to torture David in some way. Thanks for the shit."
Max went and placed the other items in his tent and then made his way over to the play stage.
David was already there working with Preston and Dolph on making props for the play.
"…and we also need some rocks and a cave setting for when Macduff meets the witches."
David nodded along. Max crept past David and hid behind the curtains. He peered out and held the whistle to his mouth.
Fweeeeeee
David jumped and covered his ears with his hands. His face contorted in pain. Preston and Dolph turned to look at David.
"Are you okay?" Dolph questioned.
Preston grinned at him.
"David! I didn't know you could act! The pain on your face is so EXPRESSIVE! Astounding!"
Max was biting his knuckle to hide his laughter.
"David, I would like to ask you. PLEASE! You have to be my Macduff!" Preston thrust his playbook into David's hands.
"Ah, you mean it?" David grinned widely and pressed a hand to his cheek.
Preston grabbed the hand still holding the playbook.
"Come! We must… REHEARSE!"
As Preston led David away Max retreated behind the curtain.
"This is perfect! All I have to do now is wait for David to perform and then during his scenes, I'll blow the whistle. He can't expose me either unless he wants to expose his own secret. It's brilliant! Ah-ha-ha-ha!" Max laughed with his hands held out like a villain. He stopped and stared at his hands in surprise.
"Damn. Preston's constant fucking acting is really getting to me."
Max spent the rest of the day waiting for the play to occur. Everyone gathered around the stage and sat on the benches. Max picked a corner at the very back so he wouldn't get caught by the other campers. Preston emerged from the curtains, dressed as usual and cleared his throat.
"Welcome, Ladies and Gentlemen. I hope your all EXCITED to see Macbeth 2: The Return of Macbeth written and directed by me."
Dolph and Space Kid were the only ones who clapped. Gwen was asleep, Quartermaster was cleaning his hook, and Neil was playing with a graphing calculator next to Max.
"Hey, Neil. I think you're going to wanna watch this." Max nudged him with his elbow.
"What Max? How are you going to mess with David from here?" Neil set the calculator down on the bench beside him.
The curtains opened and revealed Nikki, Nerris, and Ered dressed in blankets to look like robes.
"We are the witches who prophesized Macbeth's downfall so long ago." They recited together.
"I feel the unrest in the air, sisters. There is an aura of foreboding that harkens the call of the drums." Nerris waved her arms around.
"Same! It will bring lots of death and stuff!" Nikki threw something into a wooden cutout of a pot.
"It's like, so uncool." Ered rolled her eyes.
"The land speaks to me! It tells me that the harbinger of torment will return and the brave Macduff must kill him or the world will be plunged into terror!" Nerris holds her arms out and Nurf flicks the lights on and off.
The curtains close. It reopens with David wearing a red flannel jacket.
"Oh. I, Macduff, am having such a fantastic day today!" David smiled and propped his hands on his hips.
Max slowly brought the whistle up to his mouth again. Neil raised an eyebrow at him.
Fweeeeeeee
"I hope noth- eeee!"
David's face pinched in pain again and he curled in on himself. Preston started biting his nails in the background. Everyone else stared at him in confusion. When the whistling stopped, David rubbed his face with his hands.
"Owie! That really hurt!" He looked up and noticed everyone's looks. He started sweating.
"O-Oh. What a strange feeling that was. I hope that wasn't an omen that will foretell some horrible event."
He wrung his hands and chuckled nervously. Preston looked at David in awe.
"That was PERFECT improvisation!"
Max smacked his face with his hand. Neil snatched the whistle out of his hands.
"Seriously, Max?" He whispered.
Max snatched the whistle back from Neil.
"What? It's fucking hilarious! See?"
Max blows it again. He hears a loud whine come from the stage and they turn to see David covering his ears. The three witches on stage are staring at him but David has his gaze turned to Max.
"See Max? He knows it's you!"
Max held his stomach as he laughed. David glared at Max from the stage.
"When I catch Macbeth, I'm gonna make him realize how rude he's being."
The curtain went down. Preston walked out from the side.
"INTERMISSION!"
Max quickly hid the whistle under the bench. David walked over from the side.
"Max, can I talk to you for a second?" Max rolled his eyes and followed David off to the side.
"What is it, David?"
David pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Give me the dog whistle, Max."
Max raised an eyebrow at him.
"What the fuck are you talking about David?"
David sighed. "I know you have the dog whistle, Max. Now hand it over."
Max sneered at made a show of having empty pockets.
"I'm not carrying anything, so I don't possibly know how I could have a dog whistle, David. Man, that's pretty rude of you to assume that it was me. You know what they say about people who assume shit, right Camp Man?"
David huffed and sniffed the air. He made his way back to Max's seat. He sniffed again and turned up the whistle from where Max had hidden it.
"Damn. Fuck your advanced sense of smell." Max glared at David.
David got up and turned to Max.
"I'm confiscating this and I hope you realize that this is not okay. I do not like hearing such a shrill sound. It hurts my ears."
David tucked the whistle away and returned to the play. The rest of the play passed with no further interruptions. It was surprisingly better than Romeo and Juliet 2. While the whistle would be sorely missed, Max was comforted by the fact that he still had the laser pointer, chew toy, and dog treats.